Tremor of green
Tears of rain
Silence of life
No pain
The sun is black
Surroundings radiate
I try to float
With a petrified heart
In corners
I can only crawl
So I won't fall
From this cruel world
The downside of illegal dreams Is that if cought you do the time Not in the prison of the world But in the jail inside your mind And if you look to ease your soul These aren't the lines you shoud've read Because a warm and healthy sleep Is not for those who steal a dream
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